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Ye Huaiyao glanced at Rong Wang, only to see that he waved his hand, without saying a word, and indifferently rejected the invitation of the disciple of Dingding Pavilion.

Although he is in the bustling and bustling environment, there still seems to be a lingering bleakness around him.

Lonely, lonely and cold, but stubbornly refuses to be approached by others.

For a person like this, it should be very difficult for him to be tempted. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for just a skin-to-skin kiss to produce such a strong feeling that will last until death.

Because of this, Ye Huaiyao always felt an unbelievable sense of disobedience when he learned that Rong Huang was interested in him.But looking at his words and deeds, he is definitely not joking.

It is probably because of this kind of suspicion and estrangement that he has never been able to accept all kinds of good intentions and concerns from the other party, but he can't help but always stare at him and ponder.

What a strange monster, Ye Huaiyao thought secretly.

Sometimes she is innocent and pitiful, and sometimes she is cold-blooded, brutal and decisive, making people confused.

The disciples of Dingding Pavilion asked each table to choose their wishes one by one. Yuan Shenghui finally caught the gap and interjected, turned to Ye Huaiyao, and asked him with a smile:

"These days since you came back, is Mr. Yunqi's health better? I heard the news of your safe return, and I specially taught people to find a lot of elixir and sent them to Xieyu Mountain. It's a pity that I didn't get to see you."

What he didn't say was that the people he sent were sent back the same way along with the medicinal materials, and they were not even served a cup of tea.

Ye Huaiyao was the best at making excuses to others, and he also said with a smile, "Thank you, Uncle Yuan, for your concern. At that time, I had something to go out, and I wasn't in Xuantianlou. It was a coincidence."

Yuan Shenghui originally wanted to test it out, to see if Ye Huaiyao meant this seemingly unfeeling attitude, or if Yan Chen and others were venting their anger for him. Hearing what he said, he probably didn't know the inside story, so rest assured.

He was about to speak again when Yan Chen, who seemed not to be paying attention to the situation, suddenly turned his head and said to Ye Huaiyao:

"I confiscated the medicine that Master Yuan sent to you last time, and returned it intact. I didn't mention it to you because I was afraid you would be upset."

He suddenly said such a sentence, which can be said to be cold and hard, without leaving any room for it, and the smile on Yuan Shenghui's face froze instantly.

Ye Huaiyao didn't know what Yanchen wanted to do, so he gave a somewhat inexplicable "hmm".

Yan Chen said to Yuan Shenghui: "Master Yuan should understand in his heart that there is no shortage of medicinal materials in Xuantian Tower, and the one who should come to Xie Yushan should be Mr. Ling. Why did I never see him after Ah Yao returned safely?" Have you come to visit?"

Mr. Shaoyi didn't speak easily, and what he said hit the nail on the head, piercing people's hearts. Yuan Shenghui had a headache when he thought of this son, but he had to make amends for him: "He was thinking about going to visit, but he was not feeling well recently... "

He Zhanyang couldn't listen anymore, and said quickly from the side: "Isn't it? I just met Yuan Xian not long ago, and his spirit is very good! Besides, my senior brother has been away for 18 years, and he didn't say he was in a hurry to find him. Once you find it, have you been sick for the past 18 years?"

Yuan Shenghui: "..."

Yan Chen didn't stop He Zhanyang, and after he finished speaking, he said lightly: "Everyone knows what is well known, why should the owner of Yuanzhuang hide it? Yuan Xian has no affection for A Yao, not even superficial respect." Leave half a point, no matter how hard it is to justify it.”

Hearing this, Ye Huaiyao already understood what Yan Chen would say next, and was about to speak when he felt Yan Chen pat the back of his hand under the table.

This is to appease, but also to ask the younger brother to stop talking and leave this matter to himself.

Yan Chen said solemnly: "Perhaps Master Yuan loves his son and is reluctant to discipline him, but I also cherish my junior brother. When Ah Yao was in Xuantianlou, he never suffered any grievances, and everyone respected him outside, which is unreasonable." Your Yuan family will be angry with him. Master Yuan, I have thought about this matter for a long time, as a senior brother, I will be the master for the younger brother, this covenant between Taoists, forget it."

Although Yan Chen's words were not mean or vile, they came from the heart, and Yuan Shenghui's face turned blue and white when he heard it, making him ashamed.

He was still listening without saying a word, until Yan Chen said the last sentence, he felt a shock in his heart, and hurriedly said:

"Such a big matter, how can you just say forget it! Shaoyi-jun, as the saying goes, persuade you to make peace but not to persuade you to leave. I know you are angry. When you go back, you will definitely ask that evil son to go to Xie Yushan to kowtow to Yunqi-jun to make amends." But you can't say that easily!"

He never expected that things were developing towards the worst possible outcome, sweat dripped from his anxious forehead, he turned to Ye Huaiyao and said:

"Yun Qi-jun, the seniors are doing it for your own good, but you still have to weigh your own affairs. After all, we have been friends for many years, do you think the same way?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "Master Yuan, we discussed these matters before, what the brother means is what I mean. Let's just pretend that we have no fate. Since the young master is so unhappy, I have never liked him either. Nothing can be forced."

Even if he said that, Yuan Shenghui knew it was over.

Regardless of whether they really discussed it before, or Ye Huaiyao said this deliberately to save Yan Chen's face, it meant that he chose to stand on the same side as his senior brother.

He wanted to ask, aren't you afraid that you will suffer backlash if you lose your Taoist companion contract?But it's not good to talk about privacy on this occasion.

In addition, since Yan Chen dared to say this, he must have a good plan, saying that he could not solve the problem, but offended others.

Even if you want to divorce, it's not something you can do right here and there. Yuan Shenghui gritted his teeth secretly when he thought of this, and said in a good voice:

"Thousands of mistakes are all because I didn't teach my son well. It is also reasonable for Yunqi-jun and Shaoyi-jun to make such a decision. I feel so ashamed in my heart. I will definitely beat that bastard severely when I go back. As for the matter of retiring, Mr. Shaoyi proposed at this time that he was really caught off guard, and Rong Yuan must go back and bring the contract from both parties, so that the marriage contract can be formally terminated."

Yan Chen said: "Then on the fifth day of next month, the ancestor's birthday, please bring Master Yuan and Young Master to the scene to settle this matter. It's better to have other guests as witnesses."

This Dharma sage said and acted, but there was really no room for people to refuse it. This set the date and made people breathless.

Yuan Shenghui could only smile wryly, and said, "Got it."

After talking with Yuan Shenghui, Yan Chen asked Ye Huaiyao: "How do you feel?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "It's not like being overjoyed, but it's finally a solution to a problem, let's relax physically and mentally."

Yan Chen said: "I wanted to ask you again, but I just saw his face, I couldn't bear it..."

He was explaining to Ye Huaiyao, and Ye Huaiyao waved his hand before Yan Chen finished speaking, and said, "Brother, I know what you think, so you don't need to tell me about it. We have already talked about it before." After that, even if my fate is really different, I really don't want to pin my hopes on someone like Yuan Xian."

No matter what, in Yan Chen's mind, Ye Huaiyao's safety is more important.

When he said those words to Yuan Shenghui, he still had the intention of intimidating and beating the other party in his heart, but now hearing his junior brother's firm opinion, Yan Chen couldn't say anything else.

"Ayao." He sighed lowly, patted Ye Huaiyao's back lightly, and said after a while, "It's fine if you think so, but don't worry about it anyway, believe me, brother... I will never let you something happened."

Ye Huaiyao shook his fan and said with a smile, "Naturally."

While speaking, everyone had already arrived. Jun Zhihan raised his wine glass, stood up from his seat, respected each other, and said loudly:

"The sky is bright and the air is clear, which is why the seats are full of elegant guests. The Dingding Pavilion's grand occasion today is due to the perseverance of all of you present. I would like to thank the distinguished guests for their presence. Next, the Treasure Hunt will officially begin."

After he finished speaking, he drank the wine in the glass, motioned to everyone, and then sat down.

Jun Zhihan's status is not low, and the guests present are also very face-saving, and they raised their glasses to drink after hearing the words.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of the gong, and the young man next to him said: "The first treasure is brought by Wu Qianli, Wu Daxia—two human heads."

Probably I want the guests to get excited at the beginning, and the treasure at the beginning is very exciting.

Fortunately, those who can enter this Drunken Pavilion, no matter men, women, old or young, have seen blood more or less, and have gambled their lives, so they will not be frightened by the head, and they all stare and look curiously.

I saw a burly man with a beard and a bag in his hand, walking up to the stage swaggeringly.

He looked around and saw that everyone was looking in his direction full of curiosity, and immediately laughed wildly, shaking off the burden.Sure enough, two genuine human heads fell on the table.

If you look closely, there are still some traces of lime nitration on the head and neck, presumably to prevent decay.

The big man who brought out the burden was none other than Wu Qianli. He was a teacher of Wuxiang Temple, but he was not a Buddhist practitioner. After he achieved some success, he left the temple and walked alone.

This person has a bold and chivalrous personality, loves to fight against injustices, and has a violent temper. He has killed countless people over the years.

And these two heads are obviously of extra value. He grabbed their hair and put them on the table, someone suddenly stood up and said in a voiceless voice: "Isn't this Jin Hu and Hei Laowei?!"

Speaking of these two people, it can be said that they are notorious and evil.

The former murders and extorts goods, and does whatever it takes for rare treasures, while the other collects the blood of virgins to practice evil arts. He has ruined countless women's innocence over the years.

These two people are so hateful, their whereabouts are elusive, and their kung fu is not low.

Over the years, I don't know how many people have gone forward to seek revenge on them or to eliminate harm for the people, but they all returned home in succession. Unexpectedly, they eventually died in the hands of Wu Qianli.

Someone whispered: "It can be seen that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Jin Hu and the old monster Hei should have died a long time ago. Today, they are finally full of evil. I just don't know how Wu Qianli and them forged enmity."

Wu Qianli heard this, and said loudly: "It's wrong, I have no grievances with these two people, it's just that I don't like them, so I have to kill them."

He knocked the scabbard on the table, lifted it up and pointed it down, and said: "These two people are devoid of conscience. Among all of you present, there are definitely not a few who have enmity with them. I have no other conditions. Today, anyone who wants to take these two heads back to worship their ancestors will scold me severely, I think whoever scolds is unpleasant, and whoever scolds is happy, I will give this to him!"

He Zhanyang smiled and said, "This man is really interesting and refreshing. When the treasure hunt is over, I will drink three bowls of wine with him."

Ye Huaiyao said: "Then you have to hurry up. I heard that Wu Qianli comes and goes like the wind, and his temper is like a fire. He probably won't be able to bear his temper and stay here. Maybe he will leave after delivering the heads."

As expected, Jinhu and Hei Laoguai had many enemies. After Wu Qianli finished speaking, many people flocked out immediately.

Just listening to them standing in front of the stage and yelling, all kinds of dialects, slang, and market words are endless, which is really eye-opening.

Wu Qianli laughed loudly, and said: "This is what happens when you do evil. After you die, your head will be beheaded, and you will be scolded by your ancestors for eighteen generations. Hey, that boy, I listen to you scolding the most and the fastest. This golden swan."

As he spoke, he threw the head on the right into the arms of a young man.

The young man was quite handsome, but a long scar ruined his overall image.

He was scolding impassionedly, completely forgetting himself, and suddenly got his head.

Wu Qianli said with a smile: "Boy, you are so quick-spoken, I'll give you the head. If you practice your kung fu better, you won't have to point others at others to avenge you next time."

The young man froze for a moment, with a look of rejoicing and a little shame, he said yes, saluted him, thanked him, and withdrew.

As a villainous villain, the black old monster has more people who hate him and scolds him more vigorously. Wu Qianli's eyes turned around in the crowd, but he couldn't help but say, when he gave his head to a mouth, he would only "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Voiceless old woman.

The old woman held the head and bowed to him again and again, someone couldn't help saying: "Wu Daxia, you clearly said that the head will be the most scolded person, but this old lady never said a word."

Wu Qianli laughed and said: "Who stipulated that you must speak out when you curse? I saw her expression and attitude, and I could hear her heartbeat crying blood, so I thought the head should be given to her. Is there any problem? No need to say more, I'm leaving!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't intend to listen to others' answers, and he was about to stride away immediately after stepping off the stage.

The disciple in charge of the Dingding Pavilion couldn't help being surprised, and hurriedly asked to stay: "Wu Daxia, there will be a lot of treasures that will be exchanged and sold later, why don't you stay and have a look?"

Wu Qianli turned around and said with a smile: "I don't have spirit stones, let alone treasures, can you give me money for what I like?"

The disciple didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he thought that this person had the same temperament as the rumors said: "I only have a meager net worth, Wu Daxia is joking."

Wu Qianli said: "Then stop talking nonsense!"

He was about to leave when He Zhanyang stood up from his seat, threw a small jar of wine on the table towards him, and said loudly: "Brother Wu, go on!"

Wu Qianli caught the jar with a copy of his hand, only to feel the aroma of wine.

He looked up at He Zhanyang, then at the other people present in Xuantianlou, and quickly recognized the other party's identity.

Wu Qianli said: "Master He, what is the meaning of this?"

He Zhanyang smiled and said: "Don't worry, there is no poison in it. I admire Brother Wu's chivalry. I'll toast you. Whether you drink it or not, I will do it anyway."

He is also a very self-willed person, after finishing speaking, without waiting for Wu Qianli to agree, he directly took a jar of wine himself, patted the clay on the seal, and poured it with his head raised.

Wu Qianli laughed, then drank it, wiped his mouth and said to He Zhanyang, "Thank you."

Both parties are bold people, after a drink, He Zhanyang sat down, Wu Qianli threw the jar away, and strode away without saying anything more.

When passing by Rong Huang's seat, he stopped for a while, smiled, and said with the strength of alcohol: "Devil, one day, I will also put your head on that table."

With a wild look on his face, he slightly raised his hand, stopped the demons behind him who were about to scold angrily, and said lightly: "It's a great dream, I hope you can live until then."

Wu Qianli sneered a few times and walked away.

Yan Chen asked Ye Huaiyao in a low voice: "What do you think of this person?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "Chivalrous, but also reckless, he is a good man, but not someone who can accomplish great things."

He Zhanyang heard it from the side, and leaned over and said, "That's why senior brother and seventh senior brother can be double saints. I have never seen the two of you lose your composure."

He paused, and then said: "No, when Seventh Senior Brother had an accident with you, Senior Senior Brother still lost his composure."

Ye Huaiyao smiled and said, "Are you trying to say that I am the most amazing? Thanks for the compliment. I thought you respected Wu Daxia very much. If I said that about him, you would be angry."

He Zhanyang smiled and said: "People always have advantages and disadvantages, and what you said is right. Besides, I love to hear what the senior brother says, and I can also say me."

Ye Huaiyao laughed: "Sweet mouth. Next time, remember, in front of your father, at least half of the obedient you are now."

The two of them were talking, and the auction on the stage was still going on.

After selling a few more instruments, just as the guests were getting tired of looking at these treasures, Yan Chen's three-stroke palm technique was brought out.

I heard that the final auction item in Xuantian Tower was only like this. Although many girls who came for Mingsheng expressed their disappointment, the moves handed down by Fasheng are also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. atmosphere.

People cheered up and geared up one after another, ready to compete.

People from the Demon Race seldom participate in such occasions, and some don't understand the rules.

An Ling stretched her neck and looked at it for a long time before she was sure that Ye Huaiyao really wouldn't come forward to provide other items, so she couldn't help feeling anxious.

He whispered to Rong Wang: "Your Majesty, this subordinate has already submitted a post in his own name, saying that he wants to ask Ming Sheng for a calligraphy and painting, and I don't know if the Xuantian Tower didn't see it at all. Or else , this subordinate went over and asked him?"

Rong Wang: "..."

Meng Qu saw that Rong Huang's expression was not good-looking, he grabbed An Ling, and said in a low voice and quickly:

"What does it have to do with Junshang? It's just that you don't have enough conditions to open calligraphy and painting—well, don't talk about it."

An Ling defended: "How could it be that the conditions are not enough, Your Majesty asked me to exchange nine pieces of Lingxi Chalcedony Pill! We can only get together a bottle of medicinal materials that have been refined in a thousand years, okay! Besides, I can't understand calligraphy and painting , I don't want that trouble at all, it's obviously the king's eyes—"

Meng Qu: "..."

"An Ling." Rong Wang raised his hand, glanced at Ye Huaiyao and put it down, and said coldly, "From now on, shut up."

An Ling looked aggrieved, not understanding why the Lord refused to admit it.

Compared with those outlandish requests before, or simply using gold and silver to bid for auction, Yan Chen's use of these three palm techniques was originally just for fun, so the conditions proposed are also very simple.

——As long as the treasure hunter can plunder to the opposite side of the river bank in one breath without using a magic weapon, and then pick up a early cherry blossom there, he is qualified to compete.

The rest will be selected by Yan Chen based on the agility displayed by the competitors when folding flowers.

His request seems simple, but in fact, Ming Ding Pavilion stands beside the water, and the river bank next to it is several feet wide. Most of the people who want to learn these three palm techniques are young people, and they can do this without relying on Yujian , it is not easy for them.

There were already many boats moored on the river, and the lights above illuminated the river brightly, and also clearly reflected the movements of people crossing the river. The guests chatted and laughed, pointed and commented.

There are delicious food and wine on the table. Most of the monks are not very keen on food, but they often have good wine. There are servants in the Drunken Pavilion from time to time, changing the food and wine in time.

A maid in pink came to Jun Zhihan with a tray and poured fine wine into his cup.

Jun Zhihan was watching the competition on the lake, and didn't pay attention to her actions.

Seeing a young man with a beautiful figure, he swept across the lake with all his strength, and when he came to the opposite side, there were waves of lotus leaf-shaped water ripples on the water where his toes stepped.

The surrounding guests applauded, and Jun Zhihan also had a smile on his face, approving: "Okay, this little brother..."

Before he could finish his sentence, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a layer of frost forming on the silver wine glass in his hand.

Jun Zhihan didn't have time to think about it, he stood up abruptly, and shouted, "What are you doing!"

The girl in pink beside him sneered, and threw three talismans towards his face!

A dazzling red light was emitted from the talisman, and in a blink of an eye, flames rose out of thin air and turned into three groups of fire spirits with hideous faces, surrounding Jun Zhihan in the middle.

The girl in pink had a sweet and gentle smile on her face just now, but now she had already turned into a bloodthirsty and cruel face, and she shouted coldly: "Go to hell!"

After she finished speaking, she actually bit her tongue, and sprayed another mouthful of blood on the fire, fueling the flames even more.

Suddenly, with Jun Zhihan's ability, a mere fire spirit was not enough to kill him, but the maid's attack was too fast and the distance was too close, and the fire almost engulfed him in the blink of an eye.

It's not over yet, Jun Zhihan has not had time to put out the fire, she has already sprayed a mouthful of blood on it, the fire is even fiercer, and there is not even a piece of clothes left.

Just when the maid thought she had the trick, a sharp palm burst out of the raging flames in front of her, directly breaking her ribs and sending her flying instantly.

And the direction it flew out was the seat of the Demon Race.

Jun Zhihan was caught in the flames without panicking. At the critical moment, this palm cut off the possibility of the enemy's continued pursuit with great precision, and also suppressed part of the flames.

Everything changed in a short time, Ye Huaiyao reacted the fastest, pointed the jade fan in the direction of Jun Zhihan, the sword light flashed, and shouted: "Tian Shui Lingbo!"

The water on the river outside the window was aroused by his sword energy, and it instantly entered through the window like a white streak, and turned into a thin water curtain in a blink of an eye, wrapping around Jun Zhihan's body, shrinking suddenly.

With a wrong finger from Ye Huaiyao, the folding fan spread open, and rainbow colors appeared out of thin air, and the water curtain instantly swallowed nearly half of the flames.

The author has something to say: On the power of a big brother's boyfriend/old father.

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Was Anling beaten today? (x)

Wang Zai: I want to be virtuous and virtuous in front of my wife...be patient. (╬￣dish￣)